that if I actually sat and wrote, fall in love with this rare and difficult plot bunny. Instead, it developed and grew, and I'm pretty happy with the result. But first, a word of warning (sorry for the length).
This fic can be considered a sequel to DR, three years after the end, although DR did not need to read to read this and not bother with all the details of continuity. However, DR is darker than it is not a comedy, and certainly not meant to be fluffy and adorable. It is from the standpoint of a possessed Gaara-challenge-which means I had to write from the POV of someone emotionally abnormal. Has little empathy, think in strange ways, does not know hardly any social conditioning.Keep this in mind as you read, why not point it out with great lines, and in some places there is much subtext.
Now, the real warning: there are a couple of kids in this fic PO. (I should have pretended that this is a Mpreg and give the sun and a few other years of my buddies a tantrum at the idea, but it is too late to publish the first of April (1)). Now, the words "children PO" in the summary of a fic sent me running down hills before. Normally I follow the motto of those who make movies "never work with infants and animals." Let me assure any reader who has not jumped, these children are not special. They are wonderfully courageous, do not have that wonderful wisdom of children will say thingsat night, having left a small guard in the desert the day before.
"surprise inspection of the defenses" would have been a good reason to slip through the town without being noticed, the kind of small, harmless self-delusion that a normal human would use to justify departing from a boring obligation to do, instead what I wanted. Since Gaara was human only in more technical terms, do not bother with any deception. If he had come through the front door would have been greeted by the duty officer, who would have lifted the Captain and the Council, and Gaara would have spent the next twenty-four hours studying reports or what would have happened in the three weeks of his diplomatic mission. The lid did not want Kazekageiar with that tonight. Gaara took a diversion from the main entrance and went straight home, quiet as a ghost, not just spend a few minor flaws in the patrols would be noted. These
dusty streets, tall buildings and twisted souls contained were more important to him than his own life was hers, and its existence was tied to theirs. He had finished spending three frustrating weeks negotiating with politicians and not even allowed to terrify him so much. Gaara thought to maintain the appropriate fear-enough to keep people honest and peaceful, but not enough to cause a panic attack, was an essential tool of government. He considered as important as the negotiationstions of peace and alliances necessary pear maintain the balance of power. Temari, the chief envoy in the end he had asked his Kazekage you go home a little earlier than anticipated, because she thought he needed a desanso.
That was the way his sister said "Gaara, please leave before you give them one of those old fools a heart attack by looking at them fixed." But she was right, Gaara needed rest. Shinobi
Each had a private place where they felt safe, where they could sit, stay calm and think in peace. A paradise where you could pause and remember who they were and why they fought. Gaara Paradise was Lee. Who should, if the gods of the desert were amigabla. At this point, I needed to have a ball next to a brave, kind and honest man who loved and clear.
That was the plan. But when Gaara turned around in the garden, he saw that there was light in his room, a warm glow that came through the cracks of the windows.
Strange. Perhaps news of his early arrival had preceded him after all. Lee expected raised by him in that case. What other activity could mean sleep see Lee, ceasing to be "the residence of Kazekage Gaara-words to printed ugly memories of his father, and would become the" home of the two. "
went straight to the bedroom, he began to open the door ...
Gaara froze for a brief second, a rare momentsurprise human. Then entered the room and closed the door quietly behind him. Her little bag fell noiselessly essential on the floor, freeing your hands while the cork on the pumpkin made the only sound in the house, a faint rustle as he freed himself from the mouth of the container. Green Eyes
reviewed the cold room and analytically, no detail in a moment, every little thing was out of place, each track. Had to be a rational explanation for this.
had to be some reason why Lee was waiting for him in his bed, although there were numerous small signs in the room that was there and not on a mission. Had to be a reason why Lee wasIn fact, nowhere in sight, and without their presence felt in the house now that Gaara had raised their senses to the utmost to check.
And if you really tried, Gaara could imagine that there was any reason for the presence of two small children sleeping in your bed instead of her lover.
Gaara's eyes narrowed to lines of caution. He did not like surprises. In his youth, most of the surprises had tried to kill him. He went silent and looked at the intruders. The first revised
was young. For Gaara, anyone who could not fight, defend themselves or reach her waist was "young" did not bother to see beyond that age. Simply classified as "non-combatants" plarly his hair and eyes.
- Qui-who-? - The child's voice was suddenly shrill. -Gaara-
child's eyes grew round, LA Lee family resemblance was even stronger now.
-G-Gaara-of-... -
-Gaara of the Desert-
The boy held his breath for three long seconds, then gasped and got out of bed. He stumbled and crouched in a corner near the head, which was something stupid, and blocking any chance of escape or escape. If it turned out that the child was going to the academy, Gaara would have a word with their teachers.
The boy did not seem to be aware of their position strategically inappropriate. He was staring at Gaara, his eyes still perfectly stilland round with a mixture of fear, what Gaara was used, and utter disbelief, which was something new.
- Who are you? - Gaara asked, now that he had the full attention of the child.
The boy gasped.
-Name-Gaara said in a voice that made Jounins twice his age to think obeyed.
The boy was crushed against a wall and a series of syllables stuttered. Gaara reproduced sound in his mind and caught the word "Chiro" along with the hit "Do not hurt me" and "go." Gaara was not going to make the second order, are reserved to obey the first but had not hurt anyone so young in nine years, had no intention to start again unless really necessary.
- Rock Chiro?two hard. Gaara
ignored the infant and stared at the other brother. His mind went away, absorbing all the available information.
This Rock Chiro Konoha had an accent, not surprisingly. Probably the son of Shinobi, experience with children Gaara was severely limited, but the reason suggested was unusual that the offspring of civilians by threatening to kill so easy at that age. The boy knew Lee, knew that Lee was powerful, reliable and defend against a monster. The child had some survival instincts after all.
Gaara's mind had also tried the other words and was ordained in his place. Blood. Demon. Murderer. I was not sure where you fit in the jar should be ...m on the monster. Gaara was not sure that Kichiro-Chiro-or heard anything of what he had said Lee. Gaara
also turned to Lee, who already was making signs "and lean" toward Kichiro. "Explain-
Lee lasted briefly and looked toward children. Then he took the side of Gaara with application and accompanied him to the room.
-Talk later. You look tired. Want something to eat? -
Gaara shook his head.
A look of concern expressed about the expressive features of Lee as she scanned the face of Gaara, her posture.
-Oh ... Do you know ...? -
"I'll go take a shower," said Gaara, abrupt turning. There was a small sneakage
behind him when he was amed. He lives with me, in fact, is the other way, I live with him
Gaara reached the bathroom door open with his evil mind still processing. Roommate. Then have to ask Lee why he thought it necessary to lie to the child. Lee had always been shy about their relationship, often referring to Gaara in public as your friend or partner, occasionally letting the word "boyfriend" slides and then turned red. However, "roommate" was something new, and Gaara was beginning to know enough about the intricate phraseology and Lee's behavior to guess that this was not a subtle form of "loving" this time. Gaara
caught a reflection of the scene in the mirror of pasillo near the bathroom. Lee had straightened and had taken a step toward him. If Gaara had become accustomed to the way they talk to Lee, Lee had become acquainted with the subtleties of the silence of Gaara, and looked worried. But small hands pulled him back urgently. Lee fell back into a squatting position. Gaara
closed the door to a new whisper a whisper now sounded more like rough words they were trying to be a careful whisper.
- What? No, of course I will not go ... Baby, can not hear what I said? He lives here, "Gaara raised
pumpkin, put it on the floor, dropped his bag and belt. The fall of clothes in piles covered any noise that would make the child, but heard faintlyLee's voice through the door, sounding confused I do not understand what you're saying, speak slowly and stop whispering. Calm down. I'm sorry you have a start, not expected to return until Sunday,
Gaara quickly undressed, leaving his clothes in a pile near the door, frantic whispers the words that followed scored Lee.
"Yes, he is, I told you ... I do not, huh? ... What?! -
Gaara paused as he opened the tap.
-Kichiro, or even say that again! That is ... Would you say that? What did you say? -
water splashing in the bathtub covered the remainder. Gaara put down ceramic container with a loud click in the tiled shelf and picked up the soap and brush. It dipped toand bathed himself with the least amount of water that he had been taught from childhood by conscientious, if not nervous caregivers. He thought he heard the voice of Lee when he stopped to clean by rubbing the sweat and dust of the road, but was a distant sound, could not even distinguish the tone. It sounded as if coming from the bedroom now.
Gaara stood in the shower to dry quickly, with the fall of the water almost covering the creaking of a door opening. Lee was staring at him, eyes a little more open than usual and with the mouth down the sides.
"I brought your coat" he said softly, lifting her long brown yukata Gaara used the house when I was not expecting anyone and did not bother to get dressed.
Gaara nodded his thanks, still without turning around, and dried her hair with a towel.
The soft warm cloth robe was placed on his shoulders and arms of Lee slid over the top of Gaara's arms, lowering them slowly.
"I'm so sorry, Lee Gaara whispered in his ear, pressing himself against the back of Gaara.
Gaara said nothing, not sure why he was apologizing Lee. Presumably "to bring the children without informing?
"I ... I did not know ... I feel that Chiro has told you all those things to you. It will not re-
Oh. That.
"It was a little surprising," admitted Gaara "I had not heard anything like it in a while. Where does it say that? "In Konoha? -
was a little preocupado the state of the alliance between their villages if that was what he taught to children.
caught a flash of pain in the Lee faction in the mirror reflection, but the Jounin shook his head in an exaggerated gesture.
-not heard such nonsense from an adult, I swear. You have many friends there, you know. And those who do not know you personally, well, no need to invent stupid stories vine know you're a powerful Shinobi and respect you for that,
"Then where did you hear? - Gaara asked, turning in the circle of the arms of Lee examination.
Lee looked like he could not believe at all that Gaara could be inquisitorial rather than being hurt. Lee had become so close to Gaara as anyone, but there were timeswas with emotion. Pear was afraid it was fun. When you're really young, you do things like that. Children tell stories about any famous and powerful Shinobi listeners, and has gone farther and more mysterious is the person, the stranger is history. Did not you hear stories about Tsunade-sama when you were young? Maybe not, I bet these began only when he became Hokage. But you should hear what is said about it-
Suna Gaara's eyes widened - What do the Hokage of Konoha in my villa? - Asked quickly.
-hear the children playing in a while, "answered Lee with a big smile say it's a beautiful sorceress who can heal with his right hand, but if you played with the left, you dre? Um, why not try to re present to you two tomorrow, when you have calmed down a bit. I hope to go back to sleep, I did drink more of that drug Shizune gave me. Aki was already asleep again when I left the room. Provided they do not need to change. Let me go check. Then we'll get something to eat and I will explain-
Gaara noticed the unfortunate turn of Lee's mouth and decided it could wait a few minutes. He nodded and went to the door.
A hand grabbed him gently by the top of his arm, and Gaara was pushed back towards a big hug and a kiss of welcome home that put him in a better mood when he finally broke free and went into the kitchen .
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.-. Ma
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